Shades of Scarlet
- LECTURES 277
- Votes 7
- Chapitres 6
I live in a whirlpool of confusion. I used to have another self, the self that knew who I was. But one day I woke up forgetting everything. The woman who greeted me became my pillar and support. She helped me get by.
And then he came. Dragging me away, telling me that the only person who took care of me was dead, and there are beings coming because they wanted a piece of me.
They tell me that I'm important, but what does that mean?
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